Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Chapter 224: At war again

Chapter 224: At war again

April had finally arrived, casting a gentler warmth over the land as winter's grip finally loosened. The once-gray skies softened into a mild blue, and buds of green peeked from barren branches, promising renewal. In the fields, the ground was thawing, and farmers prepared their tools and plows, eager to return to work .

The smell of damp earth filled the air, mingling with the scent of blossoming wildflowers by the roadsides. While most welcomed the end of winter with open arms, not everyone viewed the season's passing with such enthusiasm.

For the elite regiments of the White Army, winter was something close to paradise. The cold months offered them an unexpected break from battle, and, with no wars to wage and no threats looming over the borders, they settled into an almost carefree existence. Mornings were spent in light training, a few hours of marching and drills just to keep themselves in shape, but their afternoons were wide open. They ate well, their pay continued to flow, and their only enemy was boredom.

 With little to occupy their time, the soldiers turned to cards, dice, and other games of chance, filling their hours with bouts of luck and laughter that echoed around the camp.

On this particular day, Marcus was riding high on a winning streak. He grinned as he tossed the dice, watching with satisfaction as they clattered across the green and landed on a lucky roll. A cheer escaped him, and he pumped his fist in triumph, the grin on his face growing even wider. The thrill of a good roll was something Marcus lived for, especially when it meant seeing the irritation in his friends' faces.

Lucius, crouched nearby, scowled at the results. He clicked his tongue in frustration, brushing dirt off his hands as he stood up from his half-kneeling position.

"Today's my day, Lucius!" Marcus laughed, holding up the dice like a trophy, the smug sparkle in his eye daring Lucius to try his luck again.